L Lawliet x reader oneshots 2 // Series 2 • DEATH NOTE [COMPLETED]

Fluffy oversized hoodies

A/n: a bit on the shorter side I'm afraid.

HC: instead of you stealing L's jumpers, he steals yours.

It was a rather cold day and the heating didn't seem to be doing much. You were out for the day, having lunch with and old friend you hadn't seen since high school and your detective boyfriend was home and working on some cases. But my god... it was so cold.

L being L and having his strange thing for wearing very specific clothing didn't actually have a jumper to wear but you? You had loootttsss of big fluffy oversized jumpers. You quite seemed to like that style of jumpers, and L wasn't complaining. They looked cute, they were warm and they fit him. You were a lot shorter than him so it was a miracle anything of yours works fit him since it's be too small. But not your jumpers.

Getting sick of the cold, the detective got up and walked into your closet, looking through your hundreds of fluffy jumpers to steal.

He eventually grabbed one you often wore to sleep. A hoodie with fluff on the inside and cat ears on the hood. He pulled it over his head and stuck his arms into the sleeves. Your clothes often smelt like your perfume that was such a nice sweet smell. He didn't care too much that he now smelt like cotton candy, he usually smelt like some type of candy anyway with his sugar addiction.

While he was at it, he stole your fuzzy bed socks. He wasn't particularly a sock person but he was cold and desperate for heat. And with that it was back to work he went.

You found yourself fiddling with the keys, your gloves making it harder to get a good grip. You were finally home, it was cold and you wanted to get inside before it began to snow. When you unlocked the door and stepped inside you could smell coffee and hear music from the other room, definitely L working non-stop again. You threw your bag down and kicked your shoes off, walking down the halls and into the lounge room that L had taken over with detective stuff.

"Hey teddy bear, you haven't burnt out yet?" You asked.

"Sleep is for the weak" he replied.

You laughed and shook your head, typical L.

"You gotta at least take a nap at some point"

You jumped over the back of the sofa and sat next to him.

"I hate naps, you wake up and end up not knowing what time it is or what day it is"

"True, but you won't be tired"

That's when you noticed, L wasn't wearing his usual get up today. He was when you left that morning but something was different.

"Socks? On what planet to you wear socks?" You joked.

"I got cold" he replied.

"Fair enough. Aren't they mine? Stupid question of course they're mine, like you have socks"

"I got cold ok?" He whined.

"And is that my jumper?"

"I'll take it off when you can magically fix the heating"

"No keep it on, you look like a marshmallow"

You pulled the hood over his head, the cat ears on the hood sticking up.

"Awwww" You cooed.

"S-shut up. I got cold..."

"And..?"

"And I like your clothes... they smell like you and you always smell like cotton candy..."

"And...?"

"And I missed you"

You smiled and wrapped your arms around him.

"I missed you too"